Bo Nanyin remained silent, but her hands had already grasped the bed sheet firmly, with a hint of vigilance in her eyebrows and eyes, and even looked much more alert when she looked at Bo Zhifeng.

Until Bo Zhifu stood in front of Bo Nanyin: "Why don't you tell me the truth?"

"What?" Bo Nanyin looked inexplicably, "Do I have anything to say to Mr. Bo? What we can say is not that we have finished it, Mr. Bo told me that we are over, and we are over. I can't meet Mr. Bo's requirements, so we can't do it anymore."

As he said that, Bo Nanyin suddenly chuckled, and seemed particularly sarcastic: "What's more, Mr. Bo is not married? Even if Xi becomes a father, how can I compare to someone I want to marry?"

After the words came, Bo Nanyin lowered her eyebrows and eyes, not looking at Bo Zhifu at all, but deep in her eyes, she firmly hid the deep meaning, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

"Nanyin." Bo Zhiqian's slender fingers with distinct joints pinched Bo Nanyin's chin. His voice was so low that it was unremarkable. When he looked at Bo Nanyin, it seemed particularly complicated. "Why don't you tell me about your surgery and illness?"

In a word, he asked clearly clearly. Bo Nanyin was shocked for a moment, and then Bo Nanyin gradually calmed down.

Her eyes did not move away from Bo Zhifu's body, and then she said it was very clear: "There are nothing to say about the past, and I'm not good now."

"So you left me not because you really lost your temper, but to hide your condition, right?" But Bo Zhixu didn't let Bo Nanyin go so far.

Bo Nanyin did not respond to Bo Zhifu's question. She pulled Bo Zhifu's hand away from her chin, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The doctor said that you had the surgery six years ago and the surgery failed. Your condition has not improved. Over the years, you have been relying on drugs to maintain your body." Bo Zhifu's mood became even more depressing.

It seems that if Bo Zhifu didn't get the answer from Bo Nanyin, Bo Zhifu would not give up. Even in such words, Bo Zhifu's eyes were covered with bloody red, which made his emotions extremely oppressed.

Under such circumstances, Bo Nanyin suddenly smiled lightly: "It doesn't matter whether the operation failed or not, it's all over."

"Nanyin..." Bo Zhifu called Bo Nanyin's name.

Bo Nanyin looked up at Bo Zhifu. Her eyes were filled with mist. When Bo Zhifu looked at him, it seemed that he could not hold back suddenly. Then Bo Nanyin's emotions became excited.

But Bo Nanyin didn't say anything, and suddenly took the initiative to hug the man's thin waist, and then pressed him against Bo Zhifu's chest, as if seeking comfort: "Zhifu, can you hug me?"

"Okay." Bo Zhifu suppressed his emotions and spoke quietly.

Then Bo Zhifeng's hand hugged Bo Nanyin and hugged Bo Nanyin tightly in his arms. Bo Nanyin didn't say anything, leaning quietly.

It was a long time, and the air was filled with a hint of depression. Bo Nanyin did not let go of Bo Zhi's fur, but the aggrieved and choked sound came, as if telling his unwillingness and reluctance six years ago.
Chapter completed!